C20 Get the Dog into the Alley

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, Yaen Xiaoxia could not see or feel anything other than the whistling cold wind. The surroundings were filled with desolate and withered haystacks and a few dilapidated haystacks. There were no houses to be seen. She ran for a short distance and stopped. She stood under the night sky and could not find her surroundings